The torrential rain cascaded down like a massive waterfall, engulfing everything in its path.
It pounded fiercely on the river's surface, seemingly embroidering countless blooming black lotus flowers on the dark, glossy silk of the night.
Two towering figures were instantly submerged in the rain, engaging in an intense battle with speed and strength beyond the reach of ordinary people.
This battle, though eye-catching, was destined to be perceived only by the top experts who could grasp its intensity.
On the nearby hill, Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing paid no heed to the rain, their eyes fixed on the now blurred figures on the river. Wang Yuyan turned and shouted at Dongfang Bubai.
"Dongfang Sect Leader, quickly go and help the village chief!"
Dongfang Bubai had already stood up from the bluestone, mysteriously gliding ghost-like next to the two women. Suddenly, his body shook, producing a wave of Gang Qi that deflected the raindrops.
